Chen Nanxing, you have nothing left

Divorce agreement! How dare she bring up a divorce agreement?

Thinking of the two file bags on the table, Lin Shanglu's anger burned even more fiercely. He clenched his phone tightly and grabbed his hair in frustration:

"What the hell are you doing? Do you know how tired I am every day?!"

Are you tired of juggling all your lovers? Or are you tired of playing both sides in the love game?

Chen Nanxing couldn't help but recall the countless nights in the past when he had looked at photos of Lin Shanglu cheating on him. His heart ached as if someone had dug a piece out of it with a spoon.

Every night like that my pillow was wet with tears.

People always have infinite empathy for themselves when they are in pain. Her nose felt sore and tears fell involuntarily, flowing across her face and hitting the wooden floor.

She couldn't tell whether it was reluctance or heartbreak. All she knew at the moment was that she couldn't let Lin Shanglu hear her fragility and unbearableness.

She wants a divorce! She wants to leave!

Chen Nanxing wiped the tears from his face, took several deep breaths, and then returned to normal:

"Alu, I'm not making a fuss. I know what I'm saying. I want a divorce from you. The reason for the divorce is in another file bag on the table. You can take a look."

Another folder?

Lin Shanglu was speechless for a moment. How could he not have read the other file bag? It was because he had read the other file bag that he was speechless and didn't know what to say to refute.

The file bag was as thick as a copy of Dream of the Red Chamber, and it was filled with intimate photos of him and different women. He roughly looked through them and found that the earliest photos dated back to the time when he first made a mistake.

This shows that she didn't trust him from the beginning!

Realizing this, Lin Shanglu's veins jumped. His thoughts had been distorted to a level that ordinary people could not understand. With the naked evidence before his eyes, he was able to turn the tables and take the lead in accusing and lecturing Chen Nanxing:

"Nanxing, I'm a businessman. I have countless social engagements, and I need to cater to every situation."

What does it mean that a casual flirtation requires sex? Has the business environment deteriorated to the point where he, as a chairman and CEO, can't close a deal without sleeping with other women?

Chen Nanxing's eyes were red. She had originally thought that her heart had become numb from the pain and self-healing day after day, but she had obviously overestimated herself. Every time she heard those hurtful words, her heart still ached.

She had been a housewife for several years, but she wasn't stupid. Why did he have to use such poor words to evade her?!

Or is it that Lin Shanglu's true nature is like this, but she was blinded by love in the past and automatically put a filter called a good man on him?

This is the first time Chen Nanxing has thought about this question in so many years.

Perhaps the silence here made Lin Shanglu lose his composure, and Chen Nanxing suddenly heard a sharp noise coming from the other side.

That was the sound of the coffee table legs rubbing against the marble floor after being hit hard.

Chen Nanxing was not unfamiliar with this voice. Several years ago, when she was still living with her adoptive parents, she had heard a sharper version of the same voice while hiding in the closet.

Lin Shanglu kicked the coffee table, trying to find an outlet for his emotions through violence and destruction.

The harsh noise and the face full of wrinkles overlapped, and the memory that could be called desperate was turned over again. Chen Nanxing's face turned three shades paler.

Lin Shanglu on the other end of the phone was so angry that he didn't notice anything unusual about Chen Nanxing.

So, they both let time tick by in silence.

About five minutes later, Lin Shanglu calmed down a little. He untied his tie with one hand and reached into his belt to take out a cigarette, but surprisingly found nothing.

He threw the cigarette box in the car when he drove into the community.

When did this habit start?

It seemed that when Chen Nanxing was pregnant for the third time, she had severe morning sickness when the fetus was only one month old. She could not stand the smell of tobacco. Even if he had cigarettes on him, Chen Nanxing would vomit violently.

At that time, they had already lost two children, so they were looking forward to the arrival of this little life.

In order to make Chen Nanxing feel more comfortable, he would throw the cigarette box in the car before going home every time, and then let it dry outside for ten minutes to make sure that there was no smell of tobacco on his body before he dared to go home.

But even with such caution, the child was not saved in the end.

Yes, they love each other so much and have been with each other for so many years, how can they just let go?

She was just playing missing now because she was throwing a tantrum. Her purpose was to make him look at her more often and come home more often.

Lin Shanglu, who thought he had grasped the essence of the problem, softened his expression.

"My dear wife, stop it. I'm just flirting with them. I swear, I only love you, and the position of Mrs. Lin will only be yours for the rest of my life. Stop imagining it, okay? The company has been busy promoting new products these past two days, and I'm really exhausted. Where are you now? Send me your location, and I'll ask Qi Feng to pick you up."

Chen Nanxing's face turned pale and she frowned. She really couldn't understand Lin Shanglu. She didn't understand why he insisted on not getting a divorce even though he clearly didn't love her anymore.

Is it necessary for her to stay in the position of Mrs. Lin until the day she dies?

Lin Shanglu was unaware of the twists and turns in her heart, and continued to speak freely from his own perspective:

"Honey, do you want me to pick you up? Okay, that would mean we'd be two days late. The new product show and endorsement deals won't be finished for another few days. Honey, I've been so exhausted these past few days. Speaking of which, it's been a while since we've traveled together. How about this: you stay there for a few days and then I'll go over there after your husband finishes work here. We can have a good vacation together."

He gave a long and self-conscious outlook, leaving no room for Chen Nanxing to refuse.

“…”

No! She couldn't play this kind of love-death drama with him anymore!

She was firm in her choice and solemnly called out his full name, expressing her determination in a way that she believed was firm.

"Lin Shanglu, I think I've made it clear. Let's get a divorce."

They have known each other for seventeen years and have been married for fourteen years. During this period, Lin Shanglu has never seen Chen Nanxing resist. She is like a calm ocean. No matter how many stones he throws into it, the ocean can always accept it and quickly return to calm.

But he seemed to have forgotten that no matter how big a lake is, it will be razed to the ground after billions of stones are thrown into it.

He had never thought about this. He naturally enjoyed Chen Nanxing's gentleness and obedience. Now that the obedience was gone, his defense was broken and he spoke without thinking.

"Divorce! Divorce! Why do you have to divorce me?! Chen Nanxing, you have no father, no mother, not even a single relative. In this world, you have no family except me! You are so determined to divorce me, but where can you go after the divorce?!"

People who are in a high position in relationships will not tolerate disobedience from those below them. Once disobedience occurs, the person in a high position will throw out a sharp blade regardless of the consequences and force the person below them to compromise by hurting others.

"How could you...how could you..."

How could he say such a thing? He had been involved in most of her life, he clearly understood... he clearly knew...

He clearly understood the most vulnerable corner of her heart, and he clearly knew the wound that she cared about the most, but he ignored it and used harsh words like a knife to cut open the wound that had never scabbed, revealing the white flesh and blood inside.

His heart was being squeezed by a pair of invisible big hands. Chen Nanxing gasped for breath and hung up the phone with shaking hands.

She couldn't continue speaking, if she continued she would surely die!

"Hold!"

The call was cut off by Chen Nanxing, and Lin Shanglu felt depressed and anxious.

He also knew that he had said the wrong thing. He wanted to call Chen Nanxing again, but the pride accumulated over the years lifted his head high and prevented him from pressing the number.

"Fuck! Damn it!"

On one side was Chen Nanxing, and on the other was his own pride. The game between the two thoughts gave Lin Shanglu a splitting headache. He wanted to smash his phone in anger, but he caught a glimpse of the silver ring that was knocked away by his kick.

The memories hidden in this silver ring were a little old, but not forgotten. Lin Shanglu recalled them all with a little thought. This was the ring he had used to propose to Chen Nanxing when he was twenty years old...

He was dazed for a moment, and for some unknown reason he bent down to pick up the silver ring. After adjusting it, he easily put it on the ring finger of his right hand, feeling a little annoyed.

After he became rich, he never treated Chen Nanxing badly in terms of money or material things. All kinds of jewelry were delivered to Chen Nanxing's dressing table like water. "Hengxing" also makes luxury jewelry. As one of the founders and the boss's wife, Chen Nanxing should have no shortage of expensive jewelry to wear, but she always wore this badly worn silver ring.

Lin Shanglu's lips were pursed into a straight line. The phone in his hand did not fall to the ground. Lin Shanglu dialed another number.

"Hello, Mr. Lin."

The call was quickly connected. Qi Feng, carrying his girlfriend's bag on his shoulder and holding her hand, answered the call with a bitter and resentful look on his face.

"Hey, Assistant Qi, thank you for your hard work tonight. Please check your wife's travel history. I'd like to see her message before I go to work tomorrow."

He turned on the speakerphone mode of his cell phone and placed it on a corner of the coffee table. He rubbed and turned the ring on his right ring finger with his left hand and gave Qi Feng an order in a cold voice.

Didn't my wife have stomach cancer? Why did she disappear?

Qi Feng and his girlfriend looked at each other, turned around and walked towards home tacitly.

"Okay, Mr. Lin."

As Lin Shanglu's assistant, Qi Feng not only has a good salary, but also receives overtime allowances higher than the general market. As a fool who doesn't make money, Qi Feng is willing to work a little overtime to help his boss resolve his emotional entanglements.

Qi Feng walked home happily holding his girlfriend's hand. His target, Chen Nanxing, was suffering in Licheng, thousands of miles away from City B.

A low pressure of sadness enveloped Chen Nanxing.

The stomach, as the organ of emotion, was the first to react. It secreted gastric acid crazily, and the sour smell spread out, choking her and causing pain in her internal organs. Her limbs became weak and she collapsed to the ground.

She was like a drowning person, feeling the fear of drowning in despair.

Painkillers, she needs painkillers!

Chen Nanxing pressed one hand on his stomach and struggled to get the painkillers on the bedside table, but his body, which had been strongly stimulated, was temporarily out of the control of the brain nerves and was so stiff that he could not move.

Chen Nanxing hated himself at this moment. He was completely out of control and like a living dead who could only shed tears.